In view of the fact that the message is placed at the back, Jiu has no choice but to chat about this paragraph at the beginning: Jiu...... I just came back from the hospital and have mixed feelings.

Some time ago, Nine had left a message saying that Nine was sleepy and nauseous, and Nine didn't care too much about the arrival of a new life at that time...... So, perhaps because of this, he/she chose to leave...... When I was discharged from the hospital yesterday, Jiu thought that I should come up and explain to my relatives, after all, I haven't updated it for so long, but my body can't support it, so I came up to nag while I was still in good spirits today.

Nine's mood is really low, I hope the relatives can understand!

It will be suspended for a while, and during this time, Nine will also try to save some drafts and wait for his return.

The main purpose of this paragraph is to hope that the new deceased will not give up nine!

Thank you!

――――――――――――――――― Zhengwen still remembers ――――――――――――――――――in his memory that Dongfang Yi said something like this, he said that when he married her, he would let everyone in the world know that she was his wife.

At that time, she was more moved when she heard such words, but she had no real thoughts.

However, when he walked with him on the red carpet aisle of the huge banquet hall, the officials and envoys of various countries looked at them with surprise in their eyes...... At this moment, Murong Jiu suddenly felt that male superiority and female inferiority were only a phenomenon produced in a general environment, but it was not absolute, because the person next to her, she did not deliberately ask or create, but he silently used his way to give her invisible respect and let her feel equal opportunities, even if this man is sometimes domineering and childish.

Scold!

Murong Jiu unfolded the hand held in his palm and interlocked his fingers, looking sideways at Dongfang Yi, he also came because of her movements, his eyes touched, and the two couldn't help but look at each other and smile.

Murong Jiu learned from Die'er and the others that Dongfang Xiao personally came to preside over the wedding, but now there is no figure of him in the banquet hall, so he should return to the palace after the ceremony.

No matter how much Dongfang Xiao favors Dongfang Yi, he should also pay attention to moderation, it is already good to be able to do this, such a favor has reached the sky, and it is really not suitable for him to stay in this kind of thing, otherwise, the emperor of a country will spend a day here, that is, it will be a clear hatred for the Xiaoyao Palace.

It's just that Murong Jiu can't help but wonder if he will feel lonely when he leaves because he can't drink a cup of wedding wine from his son?

Or do you feel helpless because you can't get too involved in your son's life?

Before leaving, seeing the people who were arranged at the main table, Murong Jiu faintly evoked a knowing smile, there was sigh and guilt in the smile, but more helplessly.

The arrival of these individuals seemed to be expected and unexpected to Murong Jiu.

But, no matter what, behind this wedding, what kind of situation should be outside the palace.

At least, there was a sense of joy and peace in this palace.

Murong Jiu's eyes swept over the main table one by one, Cheng Ziye accompanied her eldest brother to attend on behalf of the woman, and the prince of Dongyue represented the royal family of Dongyue, and beside him sat the old seven and eight, Xuanyuan Rui, Bai Zimo and Helian Hongcai, the three other princes side by side with the Dongyue Kingdom, were also lined up at the main table, Luo Yanqing, as the number one talent in the world, also seemed to sit beside Xuanyuan Rui as a matter of course...... When his gaze touched the man who was as indifferent as a spring breeze, Murong Jiu smiled slightly, and received the gaze cast by Luo Yanqing's lightly smiling eyes, I don't know if it was a tacit understanding for many years, but it was just that blink of an eye contact, the meaning she wanted to convey, and his heart was more stable at that moment.

His eyes were telling her, a qiē is good!

Beyond Luo Yanqing received Xuanyuan Rui's gaze, at the moment of touching, his heart was slightly bitter, and his eyes were like a whirlpool in a deep pool, deep but full of compromise.

Murong Jiu inexplicably avoided Xuanyuan Rui's eyes, and removed the sadness that overflowed from her eyes at that moment.

When Cheng Ziye's eyes touched Murong Jiu's eyes, he lowered his eyes with a faint smile, but that indifferent look made Murong Jiu's heart ache...... Her heart is really small, so small that it can only accommodate one person, so whether she is ashamed or helpless, what she should do today is to make them happy!

Moreover, in this square table, almost everyone present participated in the open and secret struggle behind this wedding, no matter what the purpose...... Therefore, as conveyed in Luo Yanqing's eyes, she not only wants to make the people present happy with Dongfang Yi, but also makes some people with bad intentions feel good!